Moth(63)
There’s a wet spot where I’ve focused on. I know part of it is from my tongue, but as I repeat the process I begin to taste her arousal and it sends me over the edge. I stand and push her back as far as she can lean. I take both of her legs and raise them until they’re hitting the top cabinets. She’s extremely flexible and I’m enjoying discovering just how much.
This time I bring my lips up against her soaked panties and use my teeth to grab at them. My body begins to burn with desire for more, so I use my bottom lip to feel around the area. My tongue lathers up the spot, and as I draw back and focus I can see every part of her * through the wet fabric. This sends a constant ache to my cock, which in turn causes me to react accordingly. I bring my lips closer again and begin eating her * through the fabric, as if it’s the only way it can happen. My eyes travel up her body until I catch a glimpse of her coming undone. I’m licking right at her dripping hole, sucking her honey through the cotton like I’m a starved peasant. She’s tugging at my ears, and as pain resonates in both of them I know she’s already coming unhinged. While my lips remain locked on her sweet cunt I feel her * muscles contracting. A gush of hot lava pads my mouth as I continue to bring pleasure and ecstasy to her precious flower.
When I can’t resist any longer, I use my teeth to shove over the fabric. Her eyes are on mine as I narrow my tongue in for a direct sample. Her * is swollen, her clit enlarged. I suck it in my mouth and close my eyes as I apply pressure. Her legs begin to shake as she holds them, her whole body reacting to this voluntary act. I want her to scream out my name and know exactly who it belongs to. I need to be certain no other man has ever been able to give her this kind of satisfaction. If this is the last thing I do on earth I’ll have something to be proud of, because from the moment I first laid eyes on this woman she’s all I’ve been able to think about.
I’m being directed to her hungry lips by my ears. They sting and I’m positive there are probably little bleeding scratches from her fingernails when I gave her the second orgasm. I don’t wipe her juices from my face before our mouths crash together. Why bother when she likes tasting herself? Her legs finally relax at my sides as our unhinged kiss is downright ravenous. I press my dick up against the lower cabinet to try to keep it tamed, but I’m losing the battle when I’m aware of that soaked * just waiting to be filled.
When Nina pushes me away I start to think she’s playing a vicious game, but soon learn she’s just taking over the lead by offering something I’m unable to refuse. While I remain feet away, she lifts her legs back up, almost behind her head, then draws her fingers down over her *. Witnessing this is enough to bring me to my knees, but she doesn’t stop there. Using the juices, she slithers further until the tiny hole of her ass is glistening. She takes both hands and cups her ass, spreading her cheeks to give me an even better view. Her middle finger traces around the hole while she focuses on making sure I don’t take my eyes away from what she’s doing. “You’ve been a good boy, Moth. Here’s your reward. You want it don’t you? You want to f*ck my little ass?” She bites down on her bottom lip as a moan escapes her. “Mmm, I want it so bad.”
How am I supposed to move? I’m frozen while watching this all unfold. Finally I come to my senses and step forward. With my dick in my hand, I draw circles around her spent cunt until the tip is dripping. I grab the back of her body and pull her forward until her ass is over the edge of the counter. She’s so wet I don’t have to try hard. I take my cock and toy her hole, watching her react to me being this close to giving her what she wants, what I want. The second I break that barrier and slide inside she’s crying out. Her legs fall down over my shoulders as I begin to pump inside of her narrow *. We begin slapping together, which only causes me to thrust harder. I circle my thumb over her clit and shove three fingers inside of her neglected * while I continue with my forceful pace. It’s only a matter of time before I’m losing my shit and having to hold still. Her lips meet mine and I’m overwhelmed as she kisses me passionately until I’m able to move every part of my body again. When I pull out of her and lower her legs until they’re around my waist, I’m inclined to reevaluate the rest of the day. The guys will have to wait for a check in, because as soon as I can recuperate, I’m having her again.
We’ve been in bed half the day. After a short nap we lay there side by side staring at each other. “You’re so beautiful,” I manage to say.
“Thank you. So are you.” She brings her fingers down over my chest, implying she likes the way I take care of my body.
“I can’t get enough of you.”
“Same.” She answers with one word, and it’s all I require. I’m elated and petrified at the same time, because aside from everything I still need to do, now I’m determined to find a way to insert her into my personal life.
“When this is over you should come to Miami.”
Her eyes widen with surprise. “Really? You’d want to continue seeing me? I mean, I’ll probably be jobless, homeless, and running from authorities.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I roll on my back and acknowledge what we both know to be true. This affair can’t continue, and it’s breaking me down.
I finally sit up and stretch. “I need to check in with my team.”
Jennifer Foor's Books
- Twinsequences Ivy (Twisted Twin #2)
- Love Survives (Love's Suicide #2)
- Jingle all the Mitchell Way: a holiday novella
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- Belong (Seven Year Itch #3)
- Addison (The Mitchell/Healy Family #6)
- Frigid Affair
- Hope's Chance
- Because (Seven Year Itch #4)